"It's like running on Love."
Some things just amuse the heck out of me. That's my hometown folks, and I wish I was back in Jamaica, NY to watch this spectacle.
I'm so damn tired, I need more sleep.
That, sadly enough, won't be happening anytime soon. My boyfriend have it in his noggin to drive to Sacramento and back this weekend to pick up a soft-top for his Jeep that he bought on eBay. Now, the likely question will be .... why doesn't he have it shipped? Well, that's too sensible a solution and apparently it's so delicate, that the seller won't take the risk of shipping it. So, eleven hours there and eleven hours back. I'm going to be a damn zombie three times over by Monday.